The Axé* of the Afoxe*
Comes from Menininha,* oh, oh
Comes from Menininha, oh, oh
Comes from Menininha, oh, oh

In its aiyé rhythm
In the beat of the agogô
I go, I go, I go, I go, I go
repeat

In every place there is a song
But not every song is a place
Because of this I sing so
The enchantment of your Gantois*
I contemplate your temple, Bahia
Of all the saints there are
You will always be Menininha
Oh, my mother cradle me